Skeletons In the Closet
I don't know what to do anymore.
I've forgotten what this bed is for.
It's going to take a leap of faith.
I jump in bed and here I wait.
I used to just stay up all night
and be surprised by the morning light.
Then one night turned into days.
It's hard to look back through all the haze.
Back then I didn't sleep at all.
I would keep on pushing till I hit the wall.
Putting my body through a stupid test.
A week goes by without any rest.
Insanity comes from lack of sleep.
Nobody else knows the secrets I keep.
There mine to have but not to hold.
I hope they go away before they get told.
Skeletons in the closet they grow like weeds.
How can anyone understand all my dirty deeds.
There not done cheap,in fact,they were expensive.
How can you trust anyone with them, I'm so apprehensive.
I had to tell someone my life was a mess.
So I talked to God and He helped confess.
He washed me clean and He showed me the way.
I told Him I'm a sinner but I'll try not to stray.
I asked Him why He cared,Why He even bothered?
He said because I love you son I am the Father.
Unconditional love was given that day.
He said if I sin again forgiveness was a knee away.
Copyright © Allan Granstrom | Year Posted 2009
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